Underminded. Lords & Wolves. Zeneszám
oh, you!
shiver when i cut, i cut your lucid eyes.
and it's so painful yet peaceful.. just like you.
like you, beyond naked tides.
but it made for good convo, baby.
good convo, baby.
sucked. sucked. sucked.
me off at the tip.
sucked. sucked.
now run for your lives.
sucked. sucked.
your gestures so hollow and set-up for lies.
heaven is far from, from where you're headed.
killing babies solely on greedy needs.
this ain't no, it ain't no pity party.
aim your gun, this mouth needs clarity.
we're fucked.
will you please just kill me?
will you please just kill me?
like me, you can't fight any more.
but it made for good fuckin', baby.
fuck me baby.
and it's so painful yet peaceful..
just like you.
sucked. sucked. sucked.
me off at the tip.
sucked. sucked.
now run for your lives.
sucked. sucked.
your gestures so hollow and set-up for lies.
hell is the home - the home you built for yourself.
killing babies solely on..
killing you is what we want.
fucked. will you, please just kill me?
dear george, please will you bury me? bury me.
i just want the whole world standing.
rise! rise! rise! rise!
who says we're not worthwhile?
only you. only you.
i just want the whole world standing.
rise! rise! rise! rise!
shiver when i cut, i cut your lucid eyes.
and it's so painful yet peaceful.. just like you.
like you, beyond naked tides.
but it made for good convo, baby.
good convo, baby.
sucked. sucked. sucked.
me off at the tip.
sucked. sucked.
now run for your lives.
sucked. sucked.
your gestures so hollow and set-up for lies.
heaven is far from, from where you're headed.
killing babies solely on greedy needs.
this ain't no, it ain't no pity party.
aim your gun, this mouth needs clarity.
we're fucked.
will you please just kill me?
will you please just kill me?
like me, you can't fight any more.
but it made for good fuckin', baby.
fuck me baby.
and it's so painful yet peaceful..
just like you.
sucked. sucked. sucked.
me off at the tip.
sucked. sucked.
now run for your lives.
sucked. sucked.
your gestures so hollow and set-up for lies.
hell is the home - the home you built for yourself.
killing babies solely on..
killing you is what we want.
fucked. will you, please just kill me?
dear george, please will you bury me? bury me.
i just want the whole world standing.
rise! rise! rise! rise!
who says we're not worthwhile?
only you. only you.
i just want the whole world standing.
rise! rise! rise! rise!
Underminded
Kedvencek